Page 65 of Secrets and Shadows

Each kiss is punctuated by small, breathy gasps as my hands roam down her body. I’ve wanted to touch her like this for way too long. The warmth of her skin against mine is intoxicating, fueling the growing desire between us. Her eagerness matches my own, evident in the way she presses closer like she’s trying to become one with me.

My hands fumble with her pants, desperate to remove any barriers between us. With a quick jerk, I pull them down her long legs before roughly tugging at her shirt until it tears open, revealing her smooth, bare skin.

Fuck, she’s beautiful.

My gaze hungrily devours every inch of her exposed body, savoring the sight of her that’s mine for the taking tonight. I run a finger up her thigh, slowly making my way to her core. When I find the wetness there, a groan escapes me.

“Wet for me already?”

Instead of responding, Lilith yanks at my pants, which fall to pool around my ankles. She throws a heated glance at me, her eyes never leaving mine as she returns the favor, ripping my shirt open. The fabric falls, allowing her to trail her hands up my chest. My abs contract when she digs her fingernails in, scratching at me.

There’s no hesitation in her movements, only raw need. She throws her arms around my neck, and slides her fingers through my hair, gripping the locks and pulling me down for another searing kiss. The world tilts on its axis as our bodies mold together, our rhythm matching the drumming of our heartbeats.

As I continue tracing small circles between her thighs, she starts to rock against my palm.

“Kai… please. I need you inside me,” Lilith whispers; her voice husky and laced with impatience. It’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.

I don’t need to be asked twice. In one quick movement, I flip her around so she’s bent over the desk, and I slowly thrust inside her. A loud groan escapes my lips when her warmth fully surrounds me, like something I’ve been missing my entire life clicking into place.

She whimpers in need, and I give her a moment to adjust to my size. One hand holds onto her leg and props it up on the desk while the other travels up her smooth, bare back.

And it feels like I’ve ascended to the gods myself.

She’s so fucking perfect.

Our bodies move together like they’ve been doing it for years, meant for each other, and with each thrust, our bond grows stronger. Her eyelids flutter shut as I grip her hair and tilt her head back, revealing her neck for me to kiss and bite. Her back arches against me, and the angle that I’m in hits all the right spots. She moans, gasping for air as I drive into her. Her whole body trembles with ecstasy, a sight that I’ll never get enough of.

“Oh, gods,” she whimpers.

“There are no gods here,” I whisper in her ear, my words blending with our heavy breaths and punctuated by another forceful thrust. “Only you and me.”

I let go of her hair and grasp her chin, tilting her face toward the mirror to our left. In its reflection, she has a perfect view of us—of the way I take her, claim her. Her bare body trembles in bliss against mine as our bodies move together. The heat between us radiates off our skin, and it’s intoxicating.

She can see every detail—the way my hands roam over her curves, the passion in my eyes, and the intensity of our connection. It’s like watching a masterpiece unfold. I usually hold back emotions behind a mask, not showing anyone anything, but with Lilith, I want her to see it all, feel it all. It’s all hers, my body, my soul, my pain, my joy.

Lilith’s eyes are wide as she watches, her breath hitching in her throat as I ram into her harder and deeper. Her fingers clutch at the edge of the desk until her knuckles turn white. Her eyes flutter closed as I increase my pace and her pussy throbs around me, soaking me in her arousal.

Fucking perfect.

“Eyes on me, Lilith.”

“Kai—oh, gods!” she whimpers again, louder this time, and my hand clasps over her mouth to silence any louder sounds that may be heard in the halls. I throw shadows at the door to dampen them, cocooning us in a world of bliss, protected from the outside world. Even if it’s temporary.

“You can take it,” I tell her, my tone low and hoarse. I’m not a man of many words, but if there is one thing I know—it’s that. I don’t want anyone else to hear the sounds she’s making. They belong to me.

The words seem to trigger something inside her because, in a matter of seconds, she shatters underneath me, coming undone around my cock. She’s both a flood and a flame, overwhelming me in every way. And I fucking love it.

I grunt at the sensation, my body tensing as I give her two more thrusts before I reach that peak myself, releasing years’ worth of tension as I empty myself inside her. Thankfully, she’s still bent over her desk because it doesn’t seem like she has much strength left in her legs.

I linger inside her for a moment longer, giving myself a moment to recover, before I force my hips to withdraw, slipping out of her. Neither of us speak—in fact, she can barely breathe. Her body is still trembling from the intense bond-fueled sex we just had.

And while it goes against my nature to be gentle in any way, I make the effort for her as I lift her from the desk, and carefully lay her down on her bed.

My perfect mate.

The words I want to say escape me, so instead, I let my hand glide over her body, tracing her soft curves as she steadies herself. She stretches out on the bed like a satisfied cat, and a small smile plays on her lips. It’s the most genuine thing I’ve ever seen, and I drink it up and soak in it.

We lay together in a comfortable silence, something I never thought I’d experience, since I usually use silence to make others squirm, yet I allow myself to lose in it fully. A sense of contentment washes over me like a soothing wave—an alien feeling to me, but I welcome it all the same.

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